Beneath the Tianwu Peak, in a dense ancient forest, a man in black was quickly shuttled, his figure was so charming, he could not catch any trace.

There were obviously a lot of people on guard in the surroundings, but this person entered the unmanned state, and the speed was extremely fast, as if this person was very familiar with all the arrangements of the Tianwu God Mountain.

After bypassing the ancient forest, the man in black came to the back mountain of Tianwu Peak. In front of him, there was a bottomless cliff.

The cliff is covered with old vines, lush, like snakes.

Beneath the cliff, there is no bottom, a piece of white enveloping, giving people a breathtaking feeling, like a beast with its mouth wide open, trying to swallow everything.

The man in black paused for a moment, his body jumped, turned into an afterimage and disappeared in place. When he appeared again, he was already on the cliff.

He grabbed an ancient vine, his body floated out quickly, turning into an arc in the void, his movements were elegant, free and easy, and extremely agile.

Then he grabbed another old vine and continued to swept deep into the cliff, and so on.

It seems that his movements are very ordinary, but a real master will find that every step contains a peculiar trajectory, as if drawing a **** pattern in the void.

After a while, the man in black finally disappeared in the depths of the clouds and mist, disappearing.

After a short while, the man in black stayed on a stone platform above the cliff. The stone platform was not big, only one foot in radius, and could just stand alone.

A closer look revealed that there was a stone gate on the cliff. The stone gate was very small and could only accommodate one person.

But above the stone gate, it was covered with moss. The man in black stretched out his hands and carefully cleaned the moss on the stone gate. There was a trace of solemnity in his eyes, as if he were on a pilgrimage.

After the moss was swept away, some mysterious lines suddenly appeared, the lines were densely packed and gathered into a strange pattern.

Observing from a distance, I can faintly recognize that this pattern is like an ancient chariot, and it reveals a vast air.

"No one can take the things that belong to my Jun family!" The man in black snorted coldly, took out a knife, cut his wrist, and poured blood into it.

Under his control, all the blood melted into the lines. After a few breaths, the ancient chariot pattern suddenly radiated golden light.

Immediately afterwards, countless **** patterns also began to flow, and it took a while to restore calm.

The man in black pushed open the Shimen gently and stepped in. The Shimen closed again, and the surroundings instantly recovered calm.

At this moment, in the magnificent hall of Tianwu Peak Hall, above the main seat, sat a middle-aged man in a golden robe. The middle-aged man's face was cold and exuding a strong majesty invisibly.

In the main hall, there were two figures standing respectfully. The two were not others, but brothers Lu Wushuang and Lu Wuchen, but Lu Jingtian sat on the throne.

"Father, why did you ask Haier to come here?" Lu Wushuang was the first to speak. His whole person was like an unsheathed peerless divine sword, revealing endless sharpness.

Lu Wuchen remained silent, losing to Xiao Fan and Huangfu Wenfeng in succession these days has dealt a great blow to him.

"Battlefield of Hundred Kills, if there is no accident, it will be opened in at most three months." Lu Jingtian's eyes were full of light.

"So fast?" Lu Wushuang was slightly startled, his fists clenched.

"Hurry?" Lu Jingtian shook his head, but his eyes fell on Lu Wuchen: "Wuchen, if you continue to do this, then you don't need to enter the battlefield of hundred kills."

"Father, me?" Lu Wuchen suddenly raised his head, shook his head and said, "I'm going."

"If you enter in this state, I will lose a son!" Lu Jingtian said solemnly, with a sense of majesty in his tone.

Lu Wuchen trembled slightly, like being struck by lightning, and the momentum he had just bulged up instantly disappeared again.

"Father, if my younger brother can't kill Xiao Fan, he will have a devilish barrier in his heart, and he may not be able to do anything in the future!" Lu Wushuang took a deep breath, and a cold murderous aura bloomed from him.

"Can you be Xiao Fan's opponent?" Lu Jingtian turned to look at Lu Wushuang.

"I..." Lu Wushuang gritted his teeth. He is not Huangfu Hongxiao's opponent, but Xiao Fan easily defeated Huangfu Hongxiao. How could he defeat Xiao Fan?

Besides, Xiao Fan was only in the middle stage of the Ancient God Realm, he was already in the latter stage of the Ancient God Realm, and the gap between the two was self-evident.

Lu Wushuang has always regarded himself as the first genius of Tianwu Shenshan, but now, the most dazzling person on Tianwu Shenshan is Xiao Fan, how can he swallow this breath?

"My father called you here today, so naturally it is to give you the strength to kill Xiao Fan." Lu Jingtian said in a deep voice, his eyes seemed to have penetrated the hall and saw the No. 1 courtyard on Ziyu Peak.

"Kill Xiao Fan?" Lu Wushuang looked excited.

Lu Wuchen's eyes also showed excitement, and said, "Father, as long as he can kill Xiao Fan, he will be willing to do anything."

"This is like my son of Lu Jingtian." Lu Jingtian withdrew his gaze and nodded in satisfaction.

"Father, why didn't you kill Xiao Fan yourself? He killed the second uncle." Lu Wushuang said condensedly.

He didn't believe that Lu Jingtian didn't shoot Xiao Fan for the promise he had made before. There must be something else he was afraid of.

"Zi Ru Kuang, that old thing, is not a good crop. He tried his best to protect him. If I kill Xiao Fan, he will definitely live forever. For the time being, my Lu family's background is not enough." Lu Jingtian shook his head.

"Isn't there a grandpa?" Lu Wuchen asked again.

Lu Jingtian paused, and took a deep breath: "Your grandpa has been severely injured for more than ten years, and it is difficult to recover in a short time. Otherwise, why should he be afraid of being a father?"

Lu Wushuang and Lu Wuchen looked at each other and finally understood why their father didn't avenge them.

"Father, what do we need to do." Lu Wushuang raised his head to look at Lu Jingtian, his eyes full of desire for strength.

"I am going to let you enter the Blood Demon Purgatory in advance!" Lu Jingtian said almost every word.

"Blood Demon Purgatory?" Lu Wuchen's pupils shrank slightly, but there was excitement in Lu Wushuang's eyes, a bloodthirsty smile on his mouth.

"My child will definitely not let my father down!" Lu Wushuang respectfully said, as if he wanted to rush into the blood demon purgatory immediately to practice.

"Go, I've already greeted the great elder." Lu Jingtian nodded and waved his hand.

Lu Wushuang and Lu Wuchen bowed and left, looking very energetic, as if they could easily wipe out Xiao Fan as long as they came out of the Gorefiend Purgatory.

"Tian Wuyu, after all, my Lu family will decide, and this is just a starting point for my Lu family! One day, my Lu family will still take control of the Lu family again!" Lu Jingtian squinted his eyes, his eyes were intense. Desire and ambition.

"Boom!"

As the words fell, the entire Tianwu Peak suddenly shook violently. Although it was only a moment, all the monks on Tianwu Peak clearly felt the shock.

"Is this?" Lu Jingtian sank suddenly, and the power of his soul instantly covered the entire Tianwu Divine Mountain, and everything could not escape his capture. "Someone has entered the stone room, who is it?" Lu Jingtian's body was full of icy murderous aura, and his figure suddenly disappeared into the hall.